Martial Arts Crossover: My Wife is the Top Scholar

Chapter 372 The Final Battle: A Head-on Collision, a Hard-hitting Showdown
"Marshal! This humble general has captured a spy! He is an underling of Princess Yongning of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, named Jiulong Liu San."

Tang Zhuquan carried the ninja into the military tent, casually tossed the ninja down, and proudly raised his chin.

Jiulong Liu San's shoulders were crushed by the force of his fingers, his dantian was punctured, and all his weapons were taken away. His martial arts skills were rendered useless, so he was no longer afraid of causing any trouble.

Li Nanxing asked, "Yanlang, who is Princess Yongning? How many commanders are there in the Sticky Rod Office?"

Yang Yanzhao pondered for a moment: "Princess Yongning is not Qianlong's daughter, but Yongzheng's youngest daughter. Her actual status is that of a princess, but she is a little younger. In addition, the name Yongning was bestowed by Yongzheng, so she is called Princess Yongning. She is the future heir of the Sticky Rod Office!"

Li Nanxing's forehead was covered in black lines.

Are you kidding me?
The Grand Commander of the Sticky Rod Office isn't on the throne, yet this position can be inherited! And even by the eldest princess!

Yang Yanzhao explained in a low voice: "Princess Yongning's birth mother was Consort Nian, Yongzheng's most beloved concubine. However, Consort Nian was implicated in the Nian Gengyao case and died of depression. Wu Sidao, the commander of the Sticky Rod Office, was Yongzheng's advisor when he was young and lived in Prince Yong's mansion. He had some feelings for Nian Qiuyue, who was a palace maid at the time. The rest..."

Yang Yanzhao coughed a few times but didn't say anything more.

Li Nanxing understood immediately.

During the Yongzheng era, the most capable general of the Qing Dynasty was Nian Gengyao. However, Nian Gengyao was arrogant and domineering, and his pride in his achievements ultimately led to his execution.

When Nian Gengyao was needed to quell the troubles in the northwest, it was a perfect opportunity. But once the northwest was pacified, Nian Gengyao, whose achievements were unparalleled, was inevitably discarded like a dog after the rabbit has died.

However, Emperor Yongzheng's great affection for Consort Nian was not to appease Nian Gengyao, but simply out of love. She gave birth to four or five children, and only Princess Yongning survived thanks to the superb medical skills of the Manchu imperial physicians.

After Consort Nian passed away, Emperor Yongzheng raised Princess Yongning with him until his own death. Wu Sidao, out of love for Consort Nian, took Princess Yongning as his personal disciple.

Emperor Qianlong did not like his old officials very much. Zhang Tingyu and Li Wei had both been reprimanded. Only Wu Sidao was different. This old man was too capable, cautious and never made a mistake. He didn't even know martial arts. He was an old cripple with gray hair and a sore back. Should he be driven out of the capital?
Under Wu Sidao's guidance, Princess Yongning focused on navigating the martial arts world, becoming skilled in archery and horsemanship, and attracting a large number of extraordinary and powerful martial artists.

According to Yang Yanzhao's investigation, Princess Yongning had Korean ronin, Mongolian wrestlers, Miao stick masters, Tantric lamas, Japanese ninjas, and Zen monks under her command.

It includes martial arts manuals from various schools and sects in the martial arts world, including the two demonic sects and the six paths.

The most recruited are overseas martial artists. These people have extraordinary martial arts skills, which are rarely recorded in the Central Plains martial arts world. They can kill on first sight. In terms of "rarity", Princess Yongning's forces are even better than the Imperial City Guard.

It is said that a princess in the Mongol Yuan dynasty, following the example of Princess Yongning, recruited a large number of warriors.

Having lived on the frontier for a long time, Yang Yanzhao knew far more about the martial arts masters of the Mongol Yuan and Manchu Qing dynasties than Li Nanxing did.

The two chatted idly until Jiulong Liu San collapsed and could no longer hold on, at which point Li Nanxing took him away to give Tang Zhuquan credit for his service.

The fact that chivalrous heroes in the martial arts world don't care about fame and fortune doesn't mean they don't like to boast. These achievements are their capital for boasting in the future, so they will definitely be recorded.

Tang Zhuquan could vividly recount the exciting story of "fighting for three hundred rounds with the martial arts master of the Sticky Pole Office, the Japanese ninja, and the number one master of the Koga school, causing mountains to collapse and the world to turn upside down." Jiulong Liu San was originally an inner disciple of Koga, but after being captured alive by Tang Zhuquan, his status was upgraded to the number one master of Koga.

This is like beating the old gatekeeper in a game of chess; the old gatekeeper will go from an unknown gatekeeper to the best player in the neighborhood, becoming an invincible chess king.

Before I beat him, he was Old Hu.

After I beat him, he became Hu Ronghua.

Compared to the battlefield with hundreds of thousands of people, Jiulong Liu San was an insignificant episode. Li Nanxing handed Jiulong Liu San over to Li Zhaoting for interrogation.

Jiulong Liu San: I might as well die! After going around in circles, I still ended up in Tai Sui's hands!
War is dangerous and perilous; there's no need for formalities.

Any method is reasonable when dealing with Manchu spies and Japanese devils. Li Zhaoting grabbed a handful of old wine from the barrel and condensed a few ice shards.

The most brutal torture in history... the Death and Life Talisman!

Wine is needed to cast the Life and Death Talisman.

Alcohol is prohibited in military camps; generals and soldiers are strictly forbidden from drinking alcohol.

Lao Jiu is a mount, neither a general nor a soldier. It happens to exploit a loophole in military law, allowing it to carry some strong liquor as Lao Jiu's rations.

Those martial arts masters who enjoy drinking, like a certain 300-pound fat man, when their craving for alcohol kicks in, can only reluctantly negotiate with the old wine, asking if they can share a couple of sips.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

The borneol was injected into the three acupoints of Jiulongliu.

Jiulong Liu San struggled on the ground like an earthworm.

After a long pause, Li Zhaoting grabbed his chin and said viciously, "Tell me what you know! Otherwise, I'll make you wish you were dead!"

Jiulong Liu San pleaded tearfully, "Sir! I never said I wouldn't confess! Ask me whatever you want! I'll answer whatever you ask! I promise I'll obey your every word!"

Li Zhaoting asked in surprise, "That's not right! I've heard that Japanese ninjas are just tools, selling their lives to their masters and preferring death to surrender. How can you be so spineless?"

Jiulong Liu San smiled bitterly: "These are all exaggerated claims made by ninja schools to sell at high prices. Ninjas are human too, they're just better at enduring pain. With a knife to their throat, how many people aren't afraid of death?"

“Ordinary ninjas can be cowards, but someone like you sent out to scout can’t be a coward, unless the information you have is false. Your real mission is not to gather intelligence, but to be captured by me, tortured into revealing false missions and false information, in order to interfere with my father’s judgment. What do you know?”

Jiulong Liu San could no longer hold back.

She burst into tears, her face filled with despair.

Are you speaking human language?
Not confessing means death, and confessing also means death!
"Who is your boss?"

"Shinichi Kokyuu, a direct disciple of the Koga school, Princess Yongning's personal maid, became a Jonin in the ninjutsu exam seven years ago, and is also my... cousin!"

Why did your cousin harm you?

"Because...this person..."

"No need to say anything more. Next question: Where is Princess Yongning? How many experts does she command?"

"Princess Yongning is in Shengjing and has not gone out. According to the Grand Commander, the Liao battlefield may seem like a case of the snipe and the clam fighting and the fisherman reaping the benefits, but in reality, it is a case of multiple parties sharing the pie."

"What do you mean?"

"When two tigers fight, both will be injured. If the hunters who are watching from the outside cooperate sincerely, some will get the tiger skin, some will get the tiger tail, and some will occupy the mountain. If the hunters fight each other, the tiger may swallow the hunters whole if it musters its remaining strength."

"Are you a lobbyist?"

"I...no..."

"How could a cannon fodder like you possibly hear about such classified information? Do you think your hiding skills could fool Kowloon Zhenyi? You overheard your superior's conversation and learned these classified details, yet you weren't silenced by Kowloon Zhenyi. There's only one explanation: your job is to act as a messenger."

"In times of war, envoys are not to be killed!"

"This is the rule for the commander-in-chief."

"Ok?"

"I am a lawless江湖人 (jianghu person, a person of the martial arts world)! How could I possibly let a treacherous person like you, with your silver tongue, live!"

Li Zhaoting flicked his sword, and with a flash of cold light, the heads of Jiulong Liu and the other two fell to the ground. Li Zhaoting said, "Hang his head out and say that we have caught a spy."

Feng Suzhen asked, "My lord, how credible is what Liu San of the Nine Dragons said? I have a feeling something is amiss!"

Li Zhaoting said, "This is called psychological suggestion."

"Psychological suggestion? Suggests what?"

"Wu Sidao, through Jiulong Liu San's mouth, tells us that the Manchu Qing wanted to share the Liao Kingdom with the Song Dynasty, and perhaps the Mongol Yuan Dynasty should also be included, like three hunters sharing two tigers."

A hunter obtained two tiger skins.

A hunter obtained tiger meat and tiger tail.

A hunter acquired the tiger's territory.

The tiger's territory is so large that one hunter cannot take care of it all; it requires three hunters to share it. Those who were previously assigned tiger skins and tails need to be compensated.

If they do not agree to this method of partition, the three families will fight to the death, which will only benefit the Liao Kingdom.

This idea seems correct, but it is actually completely wrong.

The Manchus and the Mongol Yuan were both wolves and tigers; how could they willingly give up their prey? If the softest-hearted hunter were eliminated, not only could the two tigers be divided equally, but the hunter's territory could also be swallowed up, allowing them to recuperate and grow stronger until the two hunters had a life-or-death duel.

This is not a hunter allocating prey.

This is a war of life and death.

The Manchus have not yet marched south, firstly because their treasury is empty, and secondly because the Liao Dynasty has a military marshal who has been guarding the north and blocking the Manchu Eight Banners cavalry.

Wu Sidao knew that the Manchus would have a hard time breaking through the defenses, and he also knew that my father would not voluntarily give up the benefits. He hoped that I would pass on these words to those old-fashioned and stubborn men in the court. He thought I was young, that I was a chivalrous knight-errant, and that I was easy to fool.

Tsk tsk tsk~~
Actually, I'm even more extreme than my dad!

"The jackal's smile can't be hidden from me!"

Li Zhaoting looked at the night sky with a cold smile: "Wu Sidao was a Jinshi during the Kangxi era. He encountered cheating in the imperial examination and was indignant. He shouted in the street and had his leg broken. Later, he joined Yongzheng and served as a staff member. He used the struggle for the throne among the nine princes as a game to play against Kangxi. Afterwards, he wanted to get out unscathed, but in the end, he was outmaneuvered."

Feng Suzhen asked, "Where did he lose?"

Li Zhaoting said, "Feelings!" "Who does Wu Sidao like?"

“From the moment Consort Nian died of depression and entrusted her child to him, Wu Sidao could never leave the Manchu Qing Dynasty again and obediently became the Grand Commander of the Sticky Rod Office.”

"My lord, I am very curious, given the current state of the Liao Kingdom, can it really stop the Manchus from advancing south?"

"As long as it can withstand one wave of impact, that's fine."

"why?"

"Because the Qing Dynasty was extremely short of money."

A cold, stern smile appeared on Li Zhaoting's lips.

Feng Suzhen was somewhat disappointed. Back then, Li Zhaoting had said that she had the talent of a top scholar, excelling in both literature and martial arts. Feng Suzhen was humble and modest on the surface, but she was quite proud inside.

It wasn't until he personally went to the battlefield that he realized that becoming a martial arts champion wasn't just about being good at fighting; it also required military strategy and tactics.

In this respect, Feng Suzhen was somewhat lacking.

Fortunately, Feng Suzhen is a top student.

Top students have a signature skill:
—I don't know how, but I can learn!
There's no need for hands-on instruction; you only need to observe Yang Yanzhao's military formations and Li Nanxing's strategic planning, collect, organize, analyze, summarize, refine, and absorb the information. This series of processes may sound tedious, but it's actually the basic operation for top students.

Two days passed by in the blink of an eye.

Yelü Nierugu completed the reorganization and revision.

Yang Yanzhao set up camp and prepared for the decisive battle.

This battle was crucial to the stability of the next ten or even several decades, and everyone was on tenterhooks.

The two sides exchanged declarations of war with an ancient flair, formed battle formations, and tens of thousands of soldiers arranged themselves in battle array on the open field. There was no trace of conspiracy or trickery in sight, making one feel as if they had traveled back to the Spring and Autumn Period, when people valued martial virtue.

Yang Zongbao and Di Qing guarded the left and right flanks, while Yang Yanzhao and Li Nanxing were in charge of the central army. Yang Yanzhao was responsible for commanding the army in battle, while Li Nanxing was responsible for checking for any gaps in the defense. Several martial arts masters guarded the two of them. The vanguard of the central army was given to Li Zhaoting. Li Zhaoting was not good at charging into battle, but the vanguard general of the Liao Kingdom's formation was bound to be Wanyan Jue.

Li Zhaoting's mission is to block Wanyan Jue, defeat Wanyan Jue, surround and kill Wanyan Jue, and display his unparalleled martial arts skills in front of tens of thousands of Song soldiers.

Cheng Huaixiu and Wang Shenglan followed Li Zhaoting into battle.

Lan Fenghuang and Feng Suzhen protect the commander-in-chief of the central army.

Tang Zhuquan, Hong Xiguan, Fang Shiyu, Zuo Lengchan and others guarded the two flanks respectively. When Di Qing and Yang Zongbao led their troops to charge, they followed suit and launched their own attack.

There were no ingenious ideas, no conspiracies or tricks.

Only through a head-on, all-out, and offensive confrontation could Yelü Nierugu guess Yang Yanzhao and Li Nanxing's thoughts. He was smug and thought to himself, "If I can beat you once, I can beat you ten or a hundred times!"

The dust kicked up by the iron cavalry obscured the sunlight.

Before Yelü Nierugule's horse formation, the red fox tail plume of his helmet fluttered and burned in the wind and sand. His 50,000 Khitan soldiers were deployed in a wolf-tooth formation, divided into three groups.

On each of the left and right wings, there were ten thousand eagle soldiers, their arms laden with eagle-feathered quivers, resembling a black pine forest, or a surging black tide.

The central command tent housed three thousand armored soldiers. The copper-clad hooves of their horses made the earth tremble. The vanguard general, a man nine feet tall with broad shoulders and a thick waist, was clad in heavy armor and wielding a long spear. He was none other than Wanyan Jue, followed by several other generals.

Yelü Nierugu shouted: "Twenty years ago, I defeated Li Nanxing and wiped out his entire army. Li Nanxing fled back to Bianliang in a panic, like a stray dog."

Twenty years later, the two armies clashed again. I am the Son of Heaven, a true dragon bestowed by Heaven, while Li Nanxing is a down-on-his-luck, corrupt scholar who rose to power through his son. I can't be bothered to even glance at him.

What I am worried about is the martial arts masters of the Central Plains.

Wanyan Jue, I'm giving you three thousand armored soldiers. You must break through the Song army's defenses and kill the Central Plains warriors.

They captured Li Nanxing alive and Yang Liulang alive.

"Having won this battle, I hereby bestow upon you the title of Grand Prince of the Southern Court, commanding 100,000 elite troops of the Liao Dynasty. Do you dare accept this command?"

Yelü Nierugu tossed the command arrow to Wanyan Jue.

Wanyan Jue shouted, "This subordinate obeys the order. This subordinate will surely kill Li Zhaoting, capture Li Nanxing alive, and capture Yang Liulang alive before sunset, and present them to the Emperor. Wherever the Liao army goes, the Song people will surely surrender at the mere sight of them."

"Alright! Soldiers, charge! Charge!"

Before he finished speaking, the soldiers cheered.

"The first battle is the decisive battle; one battle will decide the fate of the world!"

"The first battle is the decisive battle; one battle will decide the fate of the world!"

"The first battle is the decisive battle; one battle will decide the fate of the world!"

Meanwhile, in the Song army camp, Yang Liulang waved his command flags repeatedly, and Li Zhaoting led his troops in a charge.

Li Zhaoting's task was to hold off Wanyan Jue. The Yang family generals were in charge of commanding the troops, so there was no need to worry about whether the troops could keep up. He could just charge forward without hesitation.

"Qiang! Qiang!"

The purple and green swords flew into his hand.

In battle, long weapons are the best, followed by heavy weapons, and then dual weapons. The purple and green twin swords can cut through iron like mud and easily break through the enemy's iron armor.

Wanyan Jue led his troops in a fierce charge.

The two spotted each other and charged forward without hesitation. Lao Jiu let out a fierce roar, increasing his speed by 50%. The wind howled in his ears. Li Zhaoting became one with his horse, wielding his twin swords like two long whips.

It's not a long whip, but rather the sword is first bound into threads, then the threads are stretched out, and the sword's edge is transformed into a long whip.

"Snapped!"

A series of extremely loud whip-like crackling sounds erupted in mid-air, and a nine-foot-long sword beam shot out like a serpent, hurtling towards Wanyan Jue's crown.

Wanyan Jue brandished his spear in retaliation, and with a series of cracking sounds, the spear was shattered into pieces by the sword light. The purple and blue sword light did not slow down at all, and with its indestructible sharpness, it pierced towards Wanyan Jue's chest and abdomen. Wanyan Jue roared and ten golden rings burst forth from his body.

Haotian Gang Qi - Tenfold Hegemony!

"Good lad, not bad! You've got some skill! If you acknowledge me as your godfather, I might spare your life!"

"If you acknowledge me as your ancestor, I will grant you a complete corpse."

"Arrogant brat, stubborn and ignorant!"

"What a reckless fool!"

The two cursed each other and retreated simultaneously, adjusting themselves to their best condition. Wanyan Jue was enveloped in a golden halo, while Li Zhaoting's aura was ethereal and indifferent, his killing intent solidifying and quietly merging into the sword's edge.

"Twin peaks split the black and yellow"

Purple and blue determine Yin and Yang!
The Southern Dipper Star turns to suppress demons.
The Big Dipper hangs like a handle, illuminating the heavens.

How dare the barbarians invade the Central Plains?
Let's see—

The crape myrtle entwines the bones, transforming into a ghostly netherworld.
A green rope pierces the throat, locking Fengdu!
Li Zhaoting respectfully invites you to the underworld!

Li Zhaoting recited a poem to regulate his qi, and incidentally added his father to the poem to vindicate him!

Wanyan Jue wanted to repeat a line, but his cultural level was not high enough, and he couldn't even write a doggerel. He could only muster his fighting spirit and gather raging fire in his fists!

Heaven and Earth Overlord Fist - Fire Rain Cover!
The volcano erupted, flames blazing into the sky, half the sky was shrouded in flames, and the raging fire fell like meteorites, coalescing into the shape of fists, and roared down from mid-air.

Like a meteor shower, like a volcanic eruption.

Even with the Heavenly Gate Formation protecting him, Ren Daoan didn't dare to take that punch head-on. As the saying goes, Wanyan Jue isn't very bright, but his fists are incredibly hard.

The vast and surging Qi of the Heavenly Realm erupted from all the acupoints on his body, covering an area of ​​several dozen feet. The golden ring in his hand gradually lengthened, transforming into two long whips.

"Boom!"

A devastating hurricane rose from the grassland.

Heaven and Earth Overlord Fist - Raging Whirlwind!
The wind fanned the flames, making the fire even more powerful.

With the power of just these two punches, hundreds of soldiers could be killed. Li Zhaoting would not stand idly by and watch the Song soldiers be slaughtered. He leaped up, his two swords combined, his left hand forming a vertical line and his right hand a horizontal line, maneuvering swiftly and decisively!

Strategic alliances and counter-alliances will cause the world to lose its color!

Li Zhaoting's mind was clear, his Yang spirit rose, and he entered a state of oneness with heaven and man, sensing the aura of the battlefield. This move of combining attack and defense was unknowingly stained with blood.

The strategists, who formed alliances and sowed discord everywhere, were more skilled with words than with swords and spears; they were by no means benevolent.

During the pre-Qin period, a hundred schools of thought contended, and none of them were honest children who could gain a prominent position!

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